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RoyalDude wrote:Just wanted to spew some anger and I need somewhere to do it. Feel free to share.

I went to a very well known coffee establishment with some peeps, the place was packed late afternoon. After we bought our expensive coffees and scanned the joint where every seat and table was taken, we noticed that a good number of seats and tables were taken up by students with their homework and laptops out, this seems to be a common sighting for me. The beauty part is, the majority of them just had glasses of water in front of them???? Saw nothing on the tables that looked to have been bought at said establishment to warrant them a seat to sit in the cozy confines of mocha heaven and do their homework and scan the internet on their laptops, IPads while purchasers of expensive coffees stand and admire this. Hmmmm, I made a comment to one of those useless zit-faced, "like, oh my gawd" Baristas and got the "yeah, I know" but not action was taken. This is the problem with corporate coffee houses. Fuckin' hate 'em, yet I still go.

RoyalDude wrote:Just wanted to spew some anger and I need somewhere to do it. Feel free to share.

I went to a very well known coffee establishment with some peeps, the place was packed late afternoon. After we bought our expensive coffees and scanned the joint where every seat and table was taken, we noticed that a good number of seats and tables were taken up by students with their homework and laptops out, this seems to be a common sighting for me. The beauty part is, the majority of them just had glasses of water in front of them???? Saw nothing on the tables that looked to have been bought at said establishment to warrant them a seat to sit in the cozy confines of mocha heaven and do their homework and scan the internet on their laptops, IPads while purchasers of expensive coffees stand and admire this. Hmmmm, I made a comment to one of those useless zit-faced, "like, oh my gawd" Baristas and got the "yeah, I know" but not action was taken. This is the problem with corporate coffee houses. Fuckin' hate 'em, yet I still go.

Next time scan for a seat before you buy your coffee.

Tell me about it, dhacuckolder. We said the same thing.

"I just want to say one word to you. Just one word. Are you listening? - Plastics." - The Graduate

Eddy Punch Clock wrote:The only thing I hate more than going to the can just to find that one of my kids has left a big greasy turd waiting for me is going to the can just to find that one of my kids has left a big greasy turd for me and there is no toilet paper in the bowl to go along with it.

That should be part of family planning class in grade 8. Kids shit alot and YOU gotta clean it up.
Pull out or suffer the consequences

Rumsfeld wrote:Hookers who demand cash payment when you've already supplied them with plenty of blow.

The Koran.

Trolls.

Old angry men who are way too concerned with the presentation of their beverages. Just drink it for fuck's sake, or stay home and make it yourself.

Dudes in spandex pants who frequent coffee shops to stare at college students.

"Western Buddhists" who think they are enlightened but have no idea what the fuck Tibet even used to be like. Oh, and I also can't stand the Dalai Lama and his simpleton carnie show.

Bitches who yack on their cell phones at the top of their lungs in public. Don't make me toss that thing into traffic. And tell your kids to shut the fuck up when surrounded by bystanders. You don't need to have a running conversation with a shitstained five-year old while we're in the lineup at Future Shop. When I was a kid we knew when to shut the hell up or it was time to pay when Pops got home.